The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1887-11-24
srxe SINGS MURDER MYSTERY.
De Msssuea's Cartridges Cehtsin wsss Like
the One In Coproy's wounds


John Conroy, tho murdered hackman, who
was found dying In his seat on his hack. with
his sweating horses toillng through the deep
mud. unguided. on tho dark and lonely road
back OF Sing Sing, was buried yesterday in the
Catholic Cemetery. Chief OF Police McNeal
and a black whiskered Pinkerton detective
searched the Magyar's shanty at Shaft 2 yes
terday. They found some dynamite car
tridges, but nothing which served to throw
light upon the murder. Every step OF that
fatal ride Is interesting, but 1t ia impossible
as yet to trace it beyond Farmer Jones's house.
A. L. Powell. the owner Of the saloon opposite
the railroad station at Sing Sing, was out driv-
ing that Sunday night. He and his wife were
on the way to visit Mrs. Powell's father, John
Baker. who keeps u grocery store on the road to
SHAFT 2. Just on the outskirts OF tho village
" rscogpized the hack" said Powell last
e. niS I called sp QUIZ tn!pHf hTI5, ' fran Tfsnf Thew ssl Ssiy,n q
s si,si1s on nn ,fe I left ssi ado !Mb fhS sH ,Ss mattel HE did w M
Francis said he. It is Conroy. Going Quite
2? Yes he said, and then a voice which
sent Of the hack ,said: Ne going to \, too.i Moth.
Voices in the ha Sex. There \ re- w Sms no as singing Ds: or
did hear any af,erward." u"
Powell stopped ut BAKERS. and sat in the
m mssSh he re yisit. Halt hail a an mile hs%I further Hnale along nis w the
road i Farmer Pugsley's; He heard a wagon
pass that +" evening emil |: with viii, shouting md singin s
hoard two shots, then, all was still. But that
Ppo oh;! party could Il hardly have ,sI h1sen in C9nroy's
met the hack beyond there, and near Farmer
Jones's, bound toward tho, shaft. There was
e s4G 9SS me at li the i sh q TiI that p ri & or so % s TaS 500
eexandsr hehIell, one Of the day shift, was in
II went to bed ut about = O'Clock that night"
said he, and had not been in bed long when
Shooting is Common. We have 1t for break
1 III frd dinner ,ss s and sn n;StGi PIT tbrs she erst shots c,os came me
gethers and then two more slower. 1t sounded
like a fight. and we all jumped up and ran out,
The life of stiven Masspga hangs in n balance
that may yh be turned turned by ~ a l pit OF paper; peri, lodge %
side tho scalp in, the bullet wound, the doctors
found y wad. 1t is tho size Of Massusa's pistol
bore. 44-l9ol, 1t is made Of brown waterproof
and pistol which he wore that night t viii 60
one dealer in Peekskill sells A, 100 cartridges.
and h .,i ICES ,e,I not :, have The long asi sizs. but n.r..
saw. ono with n wad in It,"
While a Sun reporter waited the dealer drew
directly on the. powder. The Coroner's jury
wanted one Of Massuga's cartridges opened on
objected. He has. since decided to have one
opened before the jury tomorrow by an expert.
Many people believe that Conroy's team
never got beyond where they were found.
Tracks in the deep mud there showed whore
near tho sllaft heard a wagon come up there
that night and the Magyars had lots OF fresh
oaked mud on their boots and trousers. More
than half OF the men around the shafts carry
pistols and they use them recklessly.
Every pay day somebody gets shot. The last
pay day was Oct. 81. Tom Mattin and q man
named Barrett wore shot at shaft 2 then. The
mon all go armed rs soon as they get paid. 1t
is to prevent robbery. they say. that they got
pistols. The Mulligan Gang. Il band Of men
from the mountain mining regions Of Penn
svlvania and Virginia. are said to follow the
movements of the paynaster us he goes from
shaft to shaft along the acqueduct, and lie in
walt for the laborers. Several murders have
Ing. and it is possible that poor Conroy was
killed by one Of them.